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Once upon a time there was a girl not too lonely not to popular...in a very green city...she was living..
That city had spring and summer,fall and winter,,,rain was usual there and also snow..but it doesn't mean sun was not the guest of that sky..
not every day was sunny but girl was happy..
Flowers on his skirt was talking to her and reddish cheeks of her made her feeling as the world's queen..she was touching her hair...it was not as soft as shampoo model's hair but it was not that bad and it was real!

girl was happy in her unique world as happy as a butterfly in flower garden...
she was happy by imagining the clouds shaping different shapes Although they were did not exist in real world..

She was happy and free till one morning she woke up and they told her that she is grown up and has to get along with OTHER ONE...this is the tradition ,this is the way of life...it is the routine and followers are people and it is a must or abundant is going to happen and non follower may die alone and miserable..

The skirt's flower stayed the same and so did sky...sky was still blue and flower was still beautiful but she didn't have the eyes to see it anymore and mirror was dusted ..

sometimes tear was covering her eyes and sometimes the sorrow and fear of being with that OTHER ONE made her eyes sleep....she wouldn't see the things she used to see...

that girl is me ,that girl is you and we are meant to be with THE OTHER ONES..

Neda